My pussy was already getting wet, my nipples hardening. I let out a shuddering breath, my knees weakening as I thought about his dick and those worm things that unraveled from him, tickling my clit and pushing into my body.
What’s wrong with me?
My knees weakened, and I caught myself on the counter.
“Kassie! What’s wrong?” Harlow caught me by my elbows, and I blinked rapidly.
“I need to see Atlas, right now,” I said huskily. “I need to tell him he needs to fuck me.”
Harlow reared her head back in surprise. “Excuse me? That’s pretty forward. I thought you were going to play this little game?”
I shook my head quickly. “No, I wanna be filled. I am so damn horny,” I whined as if I didn’t get dick, I could die.
Harlow looked around the room as if she would find an answer. “Maybe you are having trouble because your emotions are all over the place. Are you falling in love with him?”
I whimpered. “Do you get horny when you fall in love?”
Harlow shrugged. “I’ve never fallen in love, well, real love anyway. I’m not sure. Why don’t you go use a vibrator, see if you can calm yourself before you do something crazy? Crazy and horny don’t go well together.”
I nodded. That was the smart thing to do. I couldn’t do anything brash. We were still in the getting-to-know-you stage. Even if I were crazy about him, I couldn’t let him know that yet.
I was already doing things that crossed the line.
Stuffing my panties in his pocket was probably too much, but in shifter stories, they enjoy sniffing crotches. The way he was munching on my panties last night, I think it was a good idea.
Might have to buy more, though.
“I’m going to go upstairs…” My panties were far more than damp, they were wet. I felt like a cat going into heat.
Harlow followed behind me. “Do you need some help?”
Bless her heart, she was trying to help. It was the first thing that came out of her mouth. And the wrong thing, because when I turned around, she immediately wanted to take it back.
“Don’t think you want to help me with this. As much as I consider you my best friend, I don’t think I could look at you the same if you saw me flicking the bean.”
Harlow rolled her lips inward and blushed a pretty pink.
“Right, uh. I’m gonna get back to the dishes.” She scooted off, and I ran up the stairs and slammed the door. It was time to bring out the big guns for this.
I dug out my trusty vibrator from the chest on the other side of the desk.
I was a total hornball. I had all kinds of toys. If I were going to wait to have sex with someone until the feelings were there, I’d make sure I had plenty of substitutes. Porn, dildos, beads—you name it, I had it. Some things technically needed a partner, but they looked interesting, so I bought them anyway.
I wondered if Atlas would be into it?
I shuffled through the chest and found my rose. I kicked off my underwear, letting it fly across the room. I didn't care where it landed… I had more important things on my mind.
I lay back on the bed. Atlas’s scent was still there; it was like he was almost with me. I closed my eyes and let my mind drift back to him—his touch, his scent, everything about him. I switched on the vibrator, the low hum filling the room. I teased it along my thighs, imagining it was Atlas’s leg pushing me wide open, his cock brushing my skin as he explored my body.
God, I wanted him. The way he looked at me, like I was the only person in the world. Like he wanted to devour me whole.
I slid the vibrator up higher, brushing it against my clit. A gasp escaped my lips, my back arching slightly. I could almost feel Atlas's hot dick brushing my clit, pulling me closer.
I wanted to feel those extra ridges he had, feel the bumps that gave me a jolt of pleasure each time…
I let the suction take over, let it pulsate over my clit. It was so swollen already I almost jumped out of my skin. My breath hitched, I was so close already.
It wasn't the same as Atlas, but it would do for now. I moved it up and down to try to make it feel the same as Atlas. Tried to remember the movements he made on my body.
